The aim of life is to live and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware. - Henry Miller.
Being yourself what does that mean
Seeing yourself is the hardest thing
Being yourself is a lonely thing
If you never pick it up and just let it ring
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he wore black bell bottomed pants and a shimmery pink shirt.
he spoke in halting english and swaggered as he walked.
he knows all about lenses and all about film.
all about flashes and all about light.
he captures her and makes her tangible.
he arrests the sun, the stars, the reflections onto a piece of something you can hold.
he freezes time.
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he sits on a train with wrinkles on his face.
he reads a book in mandarin.
he wears and piece of jade on a rope of leather, and wears yellow pants with cuffs folded up. he sits with his legs crossed and his body posed for concentration.
his bag is floppy and the kind you call duffled.
his skin is tanned and his skull reflects light.
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yes i know, a leopard never changes its spots... it's silly of me to even expect any different. maybe hope is kinda useless, especially when you know what someone is like even if they don't dare to admit it to you.
there are things i know about people that i wish sometimes i didn't. there are things i know by instinct and dare not admit out loud to myself. there are things i wish were not true, and that i could run off to a quiet little orb where there is nothing but soft pillows and cozy duvets and not an alarm clock in sight to wake me from my stupor.
there are things that cannot happen. there are things you cannot wish into reality. and that's alright. because this is life; it's not a lucid dream. it's not a film you can direct. it's NOT always within your control.
so to all the people i hate and love in equal amounts; ok, go... be whatever it is you are. just be.
boarding is so much fun!
but today i feel like there's something wrong between mr cosmos and me. ugh.
and also, yes, i have a total loathing and despise liars. i hate liars. i hate hate hate people who LIE.
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